I was talking to a person named Vaiva when I came home today. I know her from work and...admire her from afar. She's an Estonian person, I believe. Interesting person. I think I would like to get to know her more. She's a high school sophmore.
Rode the bus today again. I was sitting in the back. Again. I was just trying to listen to what people had to say. I closed my eyes. Then the guy behind me in a Du Rag said something along the lines of "It's 100 degrees on this bus, why you sleepin'?" Only with poorer grammar and with a degree of undecency. I waited until the Baypoint stop kids got off and I turned and explained to him... When it's cold, your jaw begins to involuntarily shiver in your body's attempt to generate heat. So when you're talking loudly and your mouth is moving, you're generating more heat which makes it feel to you hotter than it really is. I'm 75-80 degrees remaining quiet while you're 90-100 while being talkative. He didn't understand me. And when I turned my head and resumed my position, I was laughed at. But I'm not moving. I'm staying right there in the back, no matter how loud or what they do to me. I have a deeper understanding than they do and certainly more patience.
We were reading Geoffrey Chaucer in English class today. As I gain more interest in Chaucer I lose interest in that bumb Shakespeare. Chaucer is sort of like Shakespeare's daddy. More on this later.
posted by: smiles2u (reply)
post date: 08.19.03 (4:31 pm)
can i ask what grade you're in?
posted by: isaac (reply)
post date: 08.20.03 (5:20 pm)
